altcunningham
Hooker with a heart of gold
Another lot of Legends.
I'm quite aware that there are some heavy hitters in it. That's why I'm selling it only as a lot so I can get rid of the waste. It's a pretty good price. Honestly if I just wanted to cherry pick and sell them I probably would make near enough, but then I'd be stuck with the chaff. I don't know. Maybe I could donate it.
Every single interaction I've had has been people cherry-picking 3 to 5 of the heavy hitters. No. For me this is just like a reading comprehension issue. Title. Copy.
But it's easy enough to ignore or just say no online.
No I had a dude roll up who was buying something else. First off, he wants to meet at 8:00 in the goddamn morning on a Saturday. I'm amenable to that only because he claims to work night shift. Then he starts blowing my phone up at 6:30 because that's when he decided to show up.
It's a couple hundred dollars so I do head down stairs at my leisure.
Transaction is fine. But then he mentions he has seen my new listing. And then he gives me his cherry picks.
I just said, "Nope" with all the authority of a cat parent picking their cat off of whatever surface they're not supposed to be on.
Instead he produces an alternate pick list.
Nope. It is a lot. Now at this point I'm at my boundary so I do start walking away.
But then he sends it over the top for me.
He asks me, "If someone else would also like to split it, could you message me and let me know to coordinate how we break it up."
What the actual f***. Goddamn, private. You're a real genius. You are one high-speed mother f*****.
I tell him if someone else buys it, and they choose to re-list it and break it up at their leisure and profit, that is on them. And I continue to walk away.
And I just I think this guy is like me. I think he's got something going on neurodivergently and he's just not really picking it up. And he says:
"But how am I supposed to get in touch with them if you don't put me in touch."
Mother f*****. Do I look like a fixer. Am I Jodie Foster in the Inside Man. Because you're making me feel like Jodie Foster in The Accused.
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Have a backup story:
Guy opens up negotiations on another lot in his first message. Throws his lower price out the gate.
I agree to it because I did accommodate for this and we're still above my floor.
Only then does he start the pity party? Oh, but I live here. Oh that's really far away. I have to figure out if it's worth the drive.
Dude we passed Then. We are at Now, now.
You set the price.
You made your offer.
There's just like an audacity that has taken hold in the past few years and it was not there before, at least in Toronto.
I'm quite aware that there are some heavy hitters in it. That's why I'm selling it only as a lot so I can get rid of the waste. It's a pretty good price. Honestly if I just wanted to cherry pick and sell them I probably would make near enough, but then I'd be stuck with the chaff. I don't know. Maybe I could donate it.
Every single interaction I've had has been people cherry-picking 3 to 5 of the heavy hitters. No. For me this is just like a reading comprehension issue. Title. Copy.
But it's easy enough to ignore or just say no online.
No I had a dude roll up who was buying something else. First off, he wants to meet at 8:00 in the goddamn morning on a Saturday. I'm amenable to that only because he claims to work night shift. Then he starts blowing my phone up at 6:30 because that's when he decided to show up.
It's a couple hundred dollars so I do head down stairs at my leisure.
Transaction is fine. But then he mentions he has seen my new listing. And then he gives me his cherry picks.
I just said, "Nope" with all the authority of a cat parent picking their cat off of whatever surface they're not supposed to be on.
Instead he produces an alternate pick list.
Nope. It is a lot. Now at this point I'm at my boundary so I do start walking away.
But then he sends it over the top for me.
He asks me, "If someone else would also like to split it, could you message me and let me know to coordinate how we break it up."
What the actual f***. Goddamn, private. You're a real genius. You are one high-speed mother f*****.
I tell him if someone else buys it, and they choose to re-list it and break it up at their leisure and profit, that is on them. And I continue to walk away.
And I just I think this guy is like me. I think he's got something going on neurodivergently and he's just not really picking it up. And he says:
"But how am I supposed to get in touch with them if you don't put me in touch."
Mother f*****. Do I look like a fixer. Am I Jodie Foster in the Inside Man. Because you're making me feel like Jodie Foster in The Accused.
--
Have a backup story:
Guy opens up negotiations on another lot in his first message. Throws his lower price out the gate.
I agree to it because I did accommodate for this and we're still above my floor.
Only then does he start the pity party? Oh, but I live here. Oh that's really far away. I have to figure out if it's worth the drive.
Dude we passed Then. We are at Now, now.
You set the price.
You made your offer.
There's just like an audacity that has taken hold in the past few years and it was not there before, at least in Toronto.